140. Ananda (Myshkin, 2021) · couplets

God painted up the sky, Cathedral Rock last night With magic markers, energetic wind and light. I didn’t know whose treasure trove or story book I entered. All my heart could take... is all it took. What’s more, external fields of bliss I touched upon Were matched by inner friendly love that shifted on. The brother I was looking for instead found me, The roots grew stronger, of our love-and-presence tree. I knew that mustard seeds were planted when we met, A self-attuned and unattached embrace? You bet! Life taught me things through him, and now some seeds have grown. This crop of love, in me, grows further on its own.